Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 22: Red Named

Adam didn't hesitate.

The moment his enemies were affected from the Goblin War Flute's piercing screech, he activated [Body Blood Magic].

Blood started pouring out of his wrist, hardening into a crimson scythe.

The ambushers, still dazed from the sound, staggered back while trying to regain their footing.

Some clutched their ears, their faces twisted in pain, while others gritted their teeth, forcing themselves to move despite the ringing in their heads.

One of them, a man in a dark robe, barely managed to react.

His eyes widened as Adam lunged forward, his enhanced speed making it impossible to retreat in time.

The blood scythe slashed through the air, too fast to avoid completely.

"Ghkk—!"

The ambusher tried to twist away, but the blade still bit into his arm, leaving a deep wound.

He stumbled, blood dripping down his sleeve.

The others fared no better.

Those who attempted to dodge were met with precise slashes, giving them shallow wounds that were enough to slow them down.

Adam didn't give them a breather.

The temporary stat boost from [Group Fighter] made him faster faster and stronger.

Every movement he made and every swing he did aimed to keep the ambushers on the defensive.

But then—

BOOM!

A sudden quake shook the ground beneath him.

One of the ambushers, a hooded figure, had pressed his hands to the earth.

Numerous stone spikes erupted from the ground, rushing toward Adam like spears.

'Tch—!'

Adam reacted instantly, pushing off his foot to dodge.

He dashed to the side, narrowly avoiding the spikes that tore through the air where he had just been.

Dust and debris flew as they crashed into the forest floor, leaving deep cracks.

Before he could counterattack, a chilling sensation ran down his spine.

Danger!

His instincts screamed at him.

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Adam's gaze snapped toward Levi.

Despite the pain from the flute, Levi's expression remained focused.

A glowing blue orb had formed between his hands, pulsating with raw energy.

Without hesitation, he hurled it straight at Adam.

Adam's heart pounded.

That thing was dangerous!

Without thinking, he reached into his pocket, his fingers closing around a thin piece of paper.

Barrier Scroll!

Pouring mana into it, he activated the scroll just in time.

A blinding white barrier engulfed his body the moment the orb exploded against him.

BOOM!

The impact shook the forest.

The ground beneath Adam cracked, forming a small crater.

Smoke and dust billowed in the air, obscuring his figure.

For a brief moment, silence filled the battlefield.

Then...

Slice!

Blood-red blades tore through the smoke, cutting through the air toward the ambushers.

Adam had already recovered!

His [Body Blood Magic] activated again as he launched multiple blood blades, forcing his enemies to scatter.

"Tch!"

One of the attackers barely managed to roll away, his cloak getting sliced in the process.

Another raised a barrier just in time, but the sheer force of the impact sent him stepping backwards.

Adam didn't stop.

He pressed forward as he tried to keep them on edge.

Just then...

A shadow flickered past him.

One of the ambushers, with a dagger in his hand, leaped toward Adam.

His movements were swift, his blade aimed straight for Adam's throat.

SHING!

A sudden blur intercepted him.

A silver dagger slashed through the air, nearly cutting through the attacker's wrist.

He yelped, twisting away just in time to avoid losing his hand.

Adam's eyes flickered.

It was Elara...

She had already recovered from the flute's effects!

She landed gracefully, her stance sharp, her grip on her dagger steady.

There was no hesitation in her movements... only slight anger at the thought of being ambushed!

'Good.'

Adam's eyes flickered toward Elara.

She had recovered fast...

Her combat evaluation wasn't set at the highest point for no reason...

But there was no time to admire her skill.

He activated the system.

This time, the target for his ability wasn't the Experienced Old Knight, nor was it 5th Style Sword Master...

He activated it towards the Prankster of Kingdoms!

[Temporary Copy has been activated...]

[Due to low level and low rank, skill picking will be randomized...]

Another chime followed.

[Temporary Copy is successful!]

[Temporarily Copied: Surreal Creation!]

[Reducing Surreal Creation to its F-tier version...]

[Surreal Creation has been reduced to Minor Illusion.]

[Temporary Copy] : Minor Illusion (30 Second Duration)

[Minor Illusion] : Deceive the senses of other living beings by casting minor illusions!

'An illusion ability... quite fitting for someone with the title of [Prankster of Kingdoms].'

Adam thought, he pondered for a second over how to use it.

'They're trying to group together to fend us off...'

He analyzed as he saw the enemies try to stick near to each other.

[Minor Illusion activated]

From the perspective of his enemies...

Adam had reached into his coat, his movements quick and precise.

His fingers curled around something unseen, and as he pulled it free—

A gun appeared in his hand.

A fucking gun.

His ambushers froze.

Their eyes widened in shock, their bodies tensing in instinctive panic.

"What the hell?!"

Their instincts screamed at them to react as they immediately scattered themselves to avoid the gunshots!

They scrambled for cover, ducking behind debris, bracing themselves for the deafening crack of gunfire.

But no shots came...

Instead—

Adam sliced his wrist.

Dark red liquid flowed out, twisting unnaturally as it formed into a crimson blade.

[Body Blood Magic].

Before the ambushers could process what was happening, he launched the blood blade at one of them.

The man snapped out of his panic, his body reacting on instinct.

He twisted to the side, trying to dodge—

Thwip!

An arrow struck his leg!

A sharp gasp escaped him as his footing crumbled.

He stumbled forward, barely catching himself before collapsing to one knee.

Adam's gaze flicked behind him.

This time, it was Nathaniel.

He stood firm, bow still raised, his fingers tight around the string.

His expression wore a grimace as it twisted in pain...

But luckily he had already recovered from the piercing sound of the Goblin War Flute!

The injured ambusher tried to scream—

But the moment his mouth opened, Adam's blood blade pierced through his throat.

[Ember Ranked Stream Hunter has been slain.]

[+320 Exp, +0.1 Basic Soul Core.]

[+80 Gold.]

Adam barely spared the glowing notification a glance.

He already knew that Stream Hunters gave far greater rewards than normal monsters.

Their soul cores developed faster after all, which made them even more valuable prey.

But then—another message flashed before him.

[Warning! You have killed a White-Named Stream Hunter.]

[You are now a Red-Named Stream Hunter.]*

[Infamy: 1]

Adam frowned.

'White-Named?'

'These guys aren't red named already?'

His thoughts churned as he immediately thought of something.

'It's definitely related to the reason why they were only aiming to knock us out at the start and not really kill us...'

His gaze swept over the fallen enemies, their attacks from earlier suddenly making more sense.

The way they fought wasn't reckless...

It wasn't the usual bloodthirsty aggression of people aiming for soul cores...

No, they had been careful.

Because they were avoiding suspicion...

'They didn't want to get caught by government officials inside the tower by being a red name...'

But then—

Why attack us at all?

Adam's grip tightened around his blade.

If their goal wasn't to kill and gain higher cores, then...

'What the hell were they after?'

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His eyes flicked toward his team.

No time to think...

They needed answers!

"Don't kill all of them!"

Adam yelled.

"Leave one alive!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he activated [Body Blood Magic] once more, surging forward toward the nearest enemy.

The man barely had time to react before Adam was upon him.

With a sharp movement, the enemy raised his arms in a defensive stance as an ethereal-looking shield flickered was summoned before him.

'A barrier ability...'

Adam's eyes narrowed.

He adjusted his attack instantly, shifting his stance.

Instead of striking directly, he let his blood de-coagulate, transforming into liquid.

The crimson tendrils travelled beneath the enemy's shield unnoticeably until Adam clenched his fist.

SHLICK!

The blood hardened inside the man's legs.

A sharp cry of pain tore from his throat as scarlet spikes erupted from his flesh.

He collapsed onto one knee, shaking from the sudden agony.

A second figure rushed forward, his teammate who was wielding a spear, appeared in an instant.

The man lunged, his weapon aiming for Adam's heart...

But before the strike could land, something grabbed his foot.

A fist.

A massive, rock-hard fist.

CRACK!

The man barely had time to look down before he was yanked off his feet and slammed into the ground.

SMASH!

Dirt and debris scattered as the spear-wielder gasped, dazed... then suddenly, a shadow loomed over him.

Rei was the last to recover from the Goblin War Flute...

His eyes were burning with fury.

And then—

SMACK!

A fist collided with the man's face.

SMACK!

Another blow, harder this time. Blood splattered.

The enemy tried to regain control, his hands twitching, but—

SMACK! SMACK!

Rei didn't stop at all as he kept pounding at the man's fast with his solid fists.

The rage on his face was unmistakable.

He was furious!

As someone who had been sheltered his entire life...

As someone who bore the name Callum...

He would never let trash like this injure him and think they could get away with it!